I’ve never caught a firefly
I guess I’ve never tried,
I wouldn’t want to trap their life
To keep them bottled up inside
But maybe I should get a jar
And wait for night
Go outside, onto the porch,
And watch for the little sparks of light
It is possible that I will find
That keeping things trapped inside
Will give the things a new love
For being free in the world wide
Because there is a saying,
‘You don’t know what you have til it’s gone’
The fireflies could learn what they have
And then be gone, upwards and on
Posted in response to the challenge Ceremony.
Comments
I love the rhyming! I think it even adds to the narrator wondering about catching fireflies. Keep writing!
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